The Dark Demon Evil Tiger

"An unfamiliar ceiling... Oh, no, a tent roof."

In the mixed region of the Star Dou Forest, Bibi Dong groggily opened her eyes inside a tent and stared blankly at the tent fabric overhead for a while.

She blinked, as though she had not fully woken up yet.

"Big sleepyhead, you're only getting up now?" Qian Renxue's voice came from beside her, carrying a teasing smile.

She reached out and pinched Bibi Dong's cheek, wearing a mischievous grin.

"Damn it, Second Senior Sister!" Bibi Dong instantly woke up, pouncing on her with a flip and pinching Qian Renxue's face in return.

The two rolled into a ball, the blanket wrapping them into a single caterpillar, with only two pairs of legs kicking wildly outside.

Ye Guyi stood nearby and sighed helplessly. "Two Senior Sisters, causing a fuss first thing in the morning. You may not be tired, but I'm tired just watching. Grandpa Qian is waiting outside, so hurry up and get dressed."

The two poked their heads out from beneath the blanket at the same time, their hair a complete mess. After exchanging a glance, they hurriedly got up and dressed.

"By the way, where's Little Junior Brother?" Bibi Dong asked as she tied up her hair.

Ye Guyi's lips curled slightly. "Little Junior Brother got up before dawn to practice his swordsmanship. Grandpa Qian is sparring with him right now. Listen outside."

Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue pricked up their ears.

Sure enough, crisp clanging sounds came from afar, and the ground trembled faintly as well.

Bibi Dong's eyes widened. "Seriously? Does Little Junior Brother have to work this hard?"

Qian Renxue froze as well. "How many hours has he even slept?"

The two girls hurriedly finished dressing and ran out of the camp.

Not far away, Luo Jiuyou was enveloped in surging blood energy, his entire body shrouded in a blood-red mist that obscured his figure.

He held a greatsword in each hand and swung them frantically. Bladelight poured down like a waterfall, pressing toward Qian Daoliu like a raging storm.

He was like a crimson tempest, endlessly battering Qian Daoliu's defenses.

Qian Daoliu stood where he was, his body swaying slightly as he avoided the blades at precisely the right moment each time.

With a casual flick of his hand, Luo Jiuyou's attacks were effortlessly deflected. Like waves crashing against a reef, they kicked up spray but could not shake it in the slightest.

Luo Jiuyou's blood energy erupted again and again as he accelerated his assault, his figure as nimble as a crimson meteor.

He transformed into a whirlwind and continued his fierce assault on Qian Daoliu, but each time, Qian Daoliu casually brushed aside his twin swords and sidestepped.

Luo Jiuyou kept adjusting his angles in search of an opening, but he could never break through.

His blood energy was plummeting rapidly. Once it fell to a certain point, he decisively activated his second soul skill—Death Refusal.

His blood energy instantly recovered by 50%, and all his attributes surged by 200% for sixty seconds.

He became even faster, like a blood-red bolt of lightning as he continued charging in to kill Qian Daoliu.

Crimson streaks flashed continuously through the air—Blood-Colored Cross Slash, Upward Thrust, Mountain Crash Strike, Ghost Slash, Triple Slash—one after another in a seamless chain.

Qian Daoliu remained composed. In the end, he sent Luo Jiuyou flying back with a palm strike. "All right, that's enough for today."

Luo Jiuyou panted lightly as his twin swords dissipated. Blood Rage slowly faded, and the blood energy around him gradually settled.

Qian Daoliu looked at him and nodded slightly.

"Not bad. There are still flaws in the transitions between your twin-sword combos. Once they are not smooth enough, your attacks will be interrupted.

"Your first soul skill consumes blood energy. You must combine it with your second soul skill to gain sustained combat ability.

"When controlling your blood energy, you must hold fast to your true self. Otherwise, it will severely affect your mind."

Luo Jiuyou put away his swords and cupped his hands toward Qian Daoliu. "Thank you for your guidance, Grand Priest."

This was not a game.

He could not simply activate Blood Rage and mash skill buttons like he did in a game.

This was a real world. Although Blood Rage initially doubled his attributes, the gaps between the transitions of his moves were weaknesses.

Once someone saw through his rhythm, his entire offensive would collapse.

"Wow!" Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue ran over, circling around him with sparkling eyes.

"Little Junior Brother, aren't you a little too diligent?" Bibi Dong reached out and poked him.

"Exactly, you're already sparring with Grandpa!" Qian Renxue chimed in, then turned and tugged on Qian Daoliu's sleeve. "Grandpa, how did Little Junior Brother do?"

Qian Daoliu stroked her head and smiled. "Your Little Junior Brother is outstanding. After all, it has only been one day since he obtained his first soul ring.

"He follows the twin-sword style, so his transitions need to be smooth for him to unleash a continuous barrage of attacks.

"Once his moves are countered, he will expose openings. But for now, he is already doing very well."

Hearing Qian Daoliu's praise, Qian Renxue wore an expression of shared pride, her azure eyes blinking as she looked at Luo Jiuyou.

"Grandpa Qian, breakfast is ready." Ye Guyi walked over at just the right moment.

"Let's eat breakfast first. Later, I'll take your Little Junior Brother to obtain his fourth soul ring."

As Qian Daoliu spoke, he rubbed Qian Renxue's head again.

After breakfast, the group set out once more.

After searching the Star Dou Forest for several hours, they finally found a Crimson Blood Sword Dragon that was over fifty thousand years old.

With a grasp of his hand, Qian Daoliu forcibly pressed the soul beast, reeking of blood, down before Luo Jiuyou.

Qian Daoliu had already examined Luo Jiuyou's current physical condition.

Although his first two soul rings had been forcibly enhanced by the Divine Trial and that Million-Year Soul Ring,

that did not mean Luo Jiuyou's body could now withstand the impact of a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.

However, absorbing a soul beast of around fifty to sixty thousand years was absolutely not a problem.

What shocked Qian Daoliu even more was something Luo Jiuyou had mentioned.

Every time he obtained a soul ring, the age limit of his subsequent soul rings would increase as well.

This did not come from the Divine Trial. Rather, that Million-Year Soul Ring would provide a small amount of feedback, gradually improving the quality of his soul rings.

Combined with the Divine Trial's blessing, his Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings would all rise to Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings in the future.

When he thought of how this kid might one day possess eight red rings and one gold ring, Qian Daoliu could only sigh.

As expected of a successor chosen by the gods.

Even the Angel Clan's historical records contained no Divine Trial this terrifying.

"Go on. This is your fourth soul ring." Qian Daoliu nodded toward Luo Jiuyou.

Luo Jiuyou held the Asura Demon Sword, preparing to end the soul beast's life.

A deafening roar suddenly erupted from the distance.

An evil aura spread through the air, blotting out the sky and covering the earth.

Qian Daoliu frowned. His spiritual perception instantly spread out, locking onto a massive white tiger.

Its body radiated evil and darkness. A pair of fleshy wings grew from its back, while a pitch-black scorpion tail dragged behind it.

"Grandpa, what is it?" Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue noticed Qian Daoliu's reaction and curiously moved closer.

"A Dark Demon Evil God Tiger has appeared not far away. This soul beast is extremely mysterious, and there are very few records about it. It appears to have only around sixty thousand years of cultivation, but its aura surpasses that of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast."

"Dark Demon Evil God Tiger!" Luo Jiuyou's eyes instantly lit up. That thing was actually here?

"Grand Priest, which direction is it?" he immediately asked.

Qian Daoliu glanced at him. "You have your eye on that soul beast?"

"Although this soul beast is over sixty thousand years old, its aura is stronger than a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. Are you sure?"

"The divine inheritance told me that this soul beast possesses an extremely terrifying skill—Life-and-Death Arena."

"It can drag its opponent into an independent pocket dimension. After entering that space, its opponent will be forcibly reverted to childhood, returning to the state they were in at six years old, when their martial soul had just awakened, while it itself is immune to this effect."

Everyone present was stunned upon hearing Luo Jiuyou's words.

Bibi Dong blinked. "Reverting to childhood? Back to six years old? But the other side doesn't change?"

Qian Renxue frowned as well. "Isn't that far too underhanded? Who could possibly beat it?"

Even Qian Daoliu was moved.